Ex-wife Won't Remarry

The night sky is dark and depressing. The huge hospital is silent. It seems that even the rustling sound of leaves falling on the ground can be heard clearly. The dark white walls, ground and overpass form a strong color contrast with the night. A white shadow floats through the narrow and cold hospital director corridor like a ghost, like a solitary ghost floating wantonly in the mass grave, It seems that even the surrounding air is instantly strange and gloomy!

The white shadow stopped clearly in front of the advanced ward at the end of the corridor, reached for the door handle, and made a little effort, but encountered a resistance. The white shadow seemed to stop. Half a second later, it was covered up by all the corners of its mouth under the white hood, aroused a ghostly smile, took out a silvery slender steel wire from the pocket of the white long windbreaker and inserted it into the tight key hole.

"Ka!" a very thin, very weak sound came through the air. Du Ruo, lying flat on the bed, opened his eyes and burst out a ferocious lunar light like an evil ghost, without the slightest sign of the sickness of a dying person.

"Ah..." a light, cold, and overcast hissing sounded faintly. Du ruo's body trembled suddenly, and the darkness in his eyes was ten million times richer, and the voice was cold as never before.

"What's up?!"

The white shadow slowly stopped at the place ten steps away from the bed, and was immersed in the dark. It made people cold strangely.

"The above instructions, if you still can't catch Fu Junhao's heart, then you're useless!"

The cold voice was like a corpse, without the slightest temperature. It penetrated from the white shadow, like a ghost sound, which made Du Ruo cold, "he wants to break the contract?!"

"Hmm?" the cold voice suddenly brought a sharp, "breaking the contract? It's just a chess piece. Don't dream of jumping out of the chess game, otherwise... There will be no bones!"

Du ruo's face was green, his eyes were full of yin and Ji, and his tone was cold. "What do you want me to do this time?"

"Oh, wait!" the voice of cold ice like a corpse floated down slowly. Du ruo's pupils tightened suddenly and looked up again. The room was empty, leaving only dead silence!

……

Night, floating and sinking

Gorgeous rooms, ambiguous waves of upgrades

The two sounds intertwined and mixed together, dyed the warm light red, and the air exuded the smell of MI devil

Pain, deep into the bone marrow

A slender hand suddenly stretched out to the bedside and tightly pulled the velvet sheet. The pale almost transparent color showed strange fragility. Suddenly, another slender hand suddenly grasped the hand, strongly broke off the clenched fist and linked it with ten fingers, just like a spider seizing prey and constantly dragging it to endless hell.

Muxiyan closed her eyes tightly, clenched her teeth, and didn't let herself make a little sound. Her mouth full of bloody smell was full of taste buds, smell, pain... It was really painful... She didn't know how long it had passed, but felt that this torture had lasted for a long time

She hurts so much

"Pain..." his hoarse voice made him tremble slightly, and then he held her hand tightly, regardless.

"Xi Yan, Xi Yan..." Fu Junhao suddenly leaned close to her ear, and his gorgeous low dumb voice was caught all around, "who wants you? Who do you love?"

Muxi Yan's face was as white as paper, his thick eyelashes were like broken butterfly wings, his throat knot and eyes were sore, "fu... Jun... Hao..."

The hoarse voice could not float like the wind, but he heard it.

"Ha ha..." the muted but enchanting chuckle was full of satisfaction. The elongated voice was like a black Datura. It was breathtaking and gorgeous when it opened all over the world. "Since... So, stay with me forever... How about letting us go to hell together? Huh?"

"Hmm..." a low voice echoed in my ears, like a magic sound. Mu Xiyan finally couldn't support it. The darkness all over the sky hit one after another. Even the bloody smell in my mouth couldn't resist the darkness of drowning people

Time, long

……

Muxiyan didn't know when he stopped moving, when he fainted, or how long he slept. Many figures floated in his mind. It was two days after he opened his eyes again.

"Water..." the hoarse almost inaudible voice can't play a role in the empty room.

The dry and burning pain in her throat made her frown and looked at the room for a week. The strange arrangement made her divine consciousness slightly clear, struggled to get up, but suddenly fell to the side of the bed.

"Madam!!!" just then, a quick and nervous voice sounded, and then a figure flashed over and gently helped her. Then, a glass of water came to her lips. Muxi said and drank more than half of the glass of water. Then he looked up and couldn't help being stunned, "you..."

"My name is Xiaomei. I'm a nurse. My husband hired me to take care of my wife!" the girl of about 21 or 2 years old smiled, and her beautiful face was full of a gentle and cheerful smile.

Mu Xi said his eyes sank. After a long time, he recalled a shallow smile, "Xiaomei, thank you for taking care of me. Where is this?"

Her friendly attitude surprised Xiaomei, and her smile was a little less restrained. "Oh, this is the hilltop villa. Mr. specially brought you here to let his wife have a good rest!"

Mu Xiyan's heart trembled, and a bad premonition rushed to her heart in an instant. She couldn't help holding her hand, "it's far from Kyoto?"

Xiaomei was stunned, her smile was stiff for a few seconds, and replied vaguely, "it's a little far..."

"What's the doctor who treated me these days?" muxiyan continued to ask. Her cold eyes stared at Xiaomei and made her shrink her eyes involuntarily.

"Doctor he? I'm an old doctor for you these days!"

Mu Xiyan suddenly felt cold, "outside... Who else in the villa except you and me?"

Xiaomei couldn't laugh for a moment when she saw that she didn't look right, but she still whispered, "and bodyguards -"

Mu Xiyan's body was shocked, and his dark eyes instantly spread into an endless snow field. A moment later, he coldly recalled the corners of his lips, bodyguard? Is this to imprison her? Fu Junhao, you are really good!!!

Xiaomei looked at her suddenly sharp and cold eyes, the tip of her heart trembled, and her voice trembled, "Madam..."

"Where's Fu Junhao?" she was interrupted by her sneer before she said anything.

Xiaomei's face stiffened, "sir... Sir..."

At this time, a slight sound of opening the door came from the door. Then I saw a slender and tall figure in front of the door. When I saw the sober Mu Xi's words, the deep ink like eyes obviously flashed joy and peace of mind!

Muxi Yan raised his eyes and looked. The light in his eyes was as cold as a knife. He looked at strangers indifferently. There was no fluctuation at all, only cold.

"Sir!" Xiaomei glanced at the visitor, secretly glanced at Mu Xiyan, and hurriedly whispered.

Fu Junhao nodded, "go busy!"

"OK!" Xiaomei answered, hurried out of the room and took the door with her.

In such a large room, the silence was almost strange, and there was a trace of cold and dark in the air.

After looking at each other for a long time, Fu Junhao looked away a little, walked slowly and sat down by the bed. His deep eyes covered her gently, and his tone was elegant and pitiful. "Xi Yan... How are you?"

Mu Xi Yan's indifferent eyes flashed slightly, his eyes fell on the traces of his bare arms, his heart sank, coldly provoked a mocking smile, "aren't you very clear about my health?"

Fu Junhao's heart strings stagnated. He was about to reach out to hold her, but she flashed by very quickly and stared at him coldly, "don't touch me!"

Fu Junhao pulled at her heart and felt sour in circles. Looking at her pale and powerless face, a trace of pain flashed at the bottom of her eyes. Her hand stopped in mid air slowly retracted, took Xiaomei's prepared medicinal diet porridge, scooped a spoonful and handed it to her lips, "I... Don't touch you, have something to eat!"

However, Mu Xiyan stared at him, the light in his eyes was cold and defensive, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed ironic, "are you going to close me all my life?"

Fu Junhao's fingertips moved slightly, and the movement of his hands moved forward again. Her eyes were soft, but she had an irresistible deep domineering spirit, "Xi Yan, shall we have something to eat first?"

A trace of anger surged up at the bottom of Muxi's heart. His eyes moved from his face to the bowl in his hand, and his eyebrows became more and more wrinkled and tight. After holding it for a long time, he still opened his lips to hold the spoon.

Her body is really too tired and needs to supplement nutrition. In any case, only taking good care of herself can she have the capital to do other things!

The corners of Fu Junhao's mouth were slightly aroused, and the ink in his eyes gradually dispersed, faintly infected with soft spoil.

He took great pains to feed her with small spoons. After a while, the bowl came to the bottom. With the supplement of food, Muxi Yan's face looked much better. Fu Junhao's heart was a little loose, and the smile on the corners of his lips became deeper and deeper. He pulled the paper towel to wipe her, but she grabbed it, "now you can answer my question, President Fu -"

Fu Junhao's smile stagnated, his hand trembled and his voice was cautious. "Don't worry, you won't be locked up all your life. When your body is fully recovered, go to work, and stay here for rest during this period of time, okay?"

Mu Xi Yan glanced at him fiercely, turned and lay down, turned over and said, "I'm tired!"

Fu Junhao stared at her quietly for a long time, pursed his lips, turned and walked towards the door.

"Give me my cell phone!" the light and cold voice floated behind him, making his steps stop for half a second. His mellow voice was a little dark and dumb, "OK!"

With the door slightly closed, muxiyan suddenly grasped the quilt, and her eyes were painful. She quickly raised her head and forced back to the water light, but she couldn't retreat the suffocating pain in her heart.